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Bound By the Billionaire 68
Ian Quinn: How was your test kitten?Ah… I turned my nose up at Kitten. I debated not answering after he was pissy with me this morning. Not long after I moved out of his line of sight, the sun came up and I heard his chair scrape against the floor, he packed his things quietly, while I held my breath and did everything I could to not look up, an untouched mug and his iPad in each hand, he moved around the chair left without a word. I hadn’t stayed much longer after that, it was already morning and I felt much more confident than I did last night, so with my tongue between my teeth, unsure why I was suddenly pissy, I packed my books, making a stop at the kitchen to return the plate and empty mug before heading to my room. I did another run-through of my notes, got changed, and combed my hair into a low ponytail before leaving the house. I made it in time for my test with ten minutes to spare. Now I sit in my second class for the day, taking notes before my phone lights up with
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IAN Sir, Mrs Quinn just made her way into a clinic. I reread the text from Tony her security detail, he was under orders to send in reports at hourly intervals. Or immediately should something occur. Was she feeling ill? She didn’t mention it. I haven’t as much as seen her shadow as much after Wednesday morning. My kitten didn’t realize this but she held a mean grudge. I thought I'd leave her to it, for now. Another text comes in. Miss Carmen is with her this afternoon. My brows pulled together as I contemplated, I knew they had plans to go shopping or something about a girly sap day, but visiting a clinic hardly counted for that. Hmm. Me: Keep me posted. Yes sir. I hated being curt with my kitten, she had been so alluring and soft the night before, like a sleepy kitten, I wanted to pet her until she purred. An image of her dozing over her books made my lips twitch. She had been exhausted it took a little coaxing to get her to give up and in bed. She was still tir
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I’ve just stepped into the house, Friday afternoon I could barely sit still and get through my classes, today is Friday. The actual dee-day. I’m here to freshen up and leave Bumper behind for the rest of the day as I won't be needing her this evening. It's still early in the day so I hadn’t seen him all through yesterday, Ms. Pact informed me he left early for a meeting and wouldn’t join me for breakfast. Now I’m thinking I’ll just text Ian I’ll be staying the night at Hannah when I run into Ms. Pat. “Hello dear, Mr Quinn asked to see you as soon as you return” I straightened, “He’s home?” it wasn’t even four yet. “Yes, he returned a while ago” Hm. Okay… “Thanks, I’ll go drop my bag and see him.” My eyes rolled around my skull as I tried to imagine what reason he would want to see me this afternoon, coming up with nothing. “I’ll take that, don’t worry, go on dear” She steps into me, reaching for my bag and I have no choice but to relinquish it. “Ah… okay” I handed ov
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Just as he said, there’s a little black skirt with silver accents and a matching top on the bed. I dont think that was gotten from my closet, when did he have the time to order an outfit? And it's not all I see two black boxes with designer labels at the foot of the bed and another beside the skirt on the bed but much smaller. I’m grinning like mad as I hurry into the room, kneeling to get one of the boxes, I push it open and then soft white tissue to reveal a pair of black low heeled boots.“Awwwn…” I brought them out one after the other, smoothing my finger on the soft shiny leather. How pretty, and kinda edgy. Not my usual style as I was more of a sneaker girl but I loved it. From the length they would likely go up to my calves. I couldn’t wait to try them on. I get the second box wondering what it might be, I’m surprised to see a purse with a long silver chain strap. It was chic and girly and pretty. Now that’s more my speed, “These are all so nice” I exclaimed appreciatively.T
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I let myself into Hannah’s apartment “Hunny I’m home!” “Bathroom!” She yelled. I made my way into her room to see makeup and hair products clustered everywhere, a few pairs of shoes, and her new dress on the floor. The bathroom door opens and my friend comes out in a ratted shirt a range of clips stuck on her hair to hold curls in place. “Look what I got” She holds out a little bottle thing. “Blue nail polish?” “Blue eyeliner,” she corrects “Electric blue to be exact, it’ll look epic with the look I’m planning for you, now lemme see those tickets” she ordered, and as I’d be expecting it I already had them in hand, I handed the envelope over. “Your man is a magician oh my God it’s real!” she yelled “You’ll have to thank him for us” I laughed “I know I know. I did” She eyed me skeptically, “You said what? Thanks?” I raised my eyebrows feeling lost, “what was I should I have said? Thank you, my lord?” I’d thank him earnestly, I was very grateful and I made sure he knew that
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“Ian?” My hand falls a grin splitting across my lips, “You're here!” Then I paused “Wait, but how are you here?” Has he been here all along? I thought he didn't know JBK? “W-what are you doing here?” And I glanced around to see that I hadn’t been magically transported to another place. Yes, still at the arena. And I'm more shocked to see he’s dressed differently, decked out in dark jeans tucked into heavy boots, a black v-neck sweater stretched over his wide chest, the sleeves pushed to expose those muscular forearms, a heavy watch glinting at his wrist. His brows furrowed, eyes on my lips indicated that he couldn’t hear me over the loud music. So I leaned forward, a hand dropped to my hip moved to my back to anchor me closer to him, the crop my of the top had my middle bare, his palm was warm against my skin, a large palm spanning across my back as he pulled me closer has a shiver running down my spine. I gulped. “I said why are you here? Did something happen?” He leans down spe
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“New York City!” Screams called out in return and I turned to see Eliot standing before a mic, his bandmates haven vacated the stage. A soft grin lights up his features and when the screams finally reduced he brought his lips closer to the mic. “There’s this new song I’ve been trying out, it’s not been recorded, it’s rough around the edges, would you like to be the first to hear it?” The screams come again. “Holy fuck Katy, a new song!!!” Hannah yelled on her feet. “This is blowing my mind, I gotta record this” she starts digging into her purse flipping on the camera as she waits for him to start. “It’s your boy Kates, huh...!” she grinned at me, “Did you know Katy used to have a little crush on him?” Someone shoot me. Right now. Please. She winked at me and laughed at something her boyfriend said but I don’t hear them because it’s loud in here and I was filled with mortification. “Crushing on rock stars babygirl?” A deep voice slid into my ear. I covered my face w
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It’s two am in the morning and there’s not a wink of sleep in my eyes, that’s the thing about having fun, if I had been studying right now, not even putting my feet in hot water would have kept my eyes open. I only managed to eat half of my plate with Ian’s watchful gaze on me, as he discussed football with Kyle and Sam, turns out he might not watch movies but he knew the NFL like the back of his hand. He was different, chatting with my friends than what I was used to from him during those other events we attended. Calmer, less… edgy. It was more handshakes and cutting tones, back pats, and toasts to secrets agreements. I guess discussing business would make one more guarded. Turns out he went to school with a few, knew them personally and they even kept in contact, I think Kyle might have a crush with the number of times he said “What?! No way” while I tried to ignore how hard his muscled thigh felt beneath my butt, how I tried not to squirm as his long fingers subconsciously
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